"Mr. Mo?" She looked at his half-smiling face and murmured, "Why are you here?"

Ji Zimo looked cold, glanced at her face, and corrected: "You should call me, Mr. Mo."

"Mr. Mo?" Is he the gentleman here?

Xia Qianqian retracted the surprise in her eyes and silently returned to her seat.

Looking up, he stood on the podium, opened a book with graceful movements, and said: "Today we are going to talk about "The History of Daqian""

Many students sat upright, eyes wide open with curiosity, and looked at the person in front of them with admiration.

Outside the window, peach blossoms were flying, and his pleasant voice echoed in the warmth of the room.

His voice is magnetic and has the tone of a modern radio accent. It rings in people's ears with ups and downs, making people's hearts follow his narration, and their thoughts seem to return to that era.

The content he narrates is similar to the modern "Five Thousand Years Up and Down". It mainly talks about various historical changes at the beginning of the founding of the Daqian Kingdom.

Some contents, only a few strokes in the book, are boring and simple.

But after his narration, a simple name in the book and an incident that was mentioned in one stroke contained a thrilling story.

The hero holding a broadsword, the heroic warrior, the chivalrous woman holding a sword... Each character is endowed with a brand new soul...

Everyone followed the protagonist's perspective and watched the ever-changing changes in the court situation. Their hearts were racing and they were constantly nervous.

This is a very interesting history lesson.

In my impression, he was a man of few words. I never imagined that he could be so talkative as a history teacher.

A girl in pink clothes was fascinated by what she heard and couldn't help but said: "Mr. Mo, can you tell us about the Ziwei City Gate Incident?"

As soon as she said these words, the room was filled with silence.

In front of the podium, a person sitting idle suddenly flicked his sleeves.

This question seems to have touched a forbidden area for him.

On his always cold face, he frowned and fell silent.

The relaxed classroom atmosphere was suddenly broken. The female student shrank her neck and pursed her lips, and she was so frightened that she did not dare to cheat.

Xia Qianqian was curious, could it be that the "Ziwei City Gate" incident was similar to the "Xuanwu Gate" incident?

A group of princes fought against each other for the supreme throne, so the cuttlefish was touched and kept silent.

As she thought about it, she couldn't help but look at the girl in pink clothes, feeling amazed in her heart.

How would she react if she knew that the person in front of her was once the protagonist in the story?

After a long pause, the young gentleman in front of the podium finally spoke, "That was a bloody story in which many lives were killed."

"In that story, there were soldiers who shed their lives and blood, generals who sacrificed their lives to maintain the stability of the country, and more..."

His tone paused, with a touch of sadness that he had never experienced before, "An innocent baby who was implicated."

The frozen classroom atmosphere, after his few words of explanation, was like ice and snow melting by the spring breeze.

He seemed to have returned to his previous lecture state, but Xia Qianqian could clearly feel that his mood had dropped several points inadvertently.

Later, he told some interesting stories about the place, but everyone's thoughts still stayed on the baby he mentioned.

Everyone is guessing what happened to that child that made the husband keep it secret.

Among the female students, no one stood up to ask questions.

A big lesson that ended soon.

Ji Zimo closed the textbook and walked out with heavy steps.

When they went out and turned right, they looked at each other when they came to the window.

His eyebrows were clear, he turned around, his body was submerged in the petals flying in the sky, and he walked away into the distance.

The classwork at Zhuxian Academy is very easy. After a big class in the morning, the remaining time is equivalent to a self-study class.

Xia Qianqian sat where she was, her thoughts racing for a moment.

The fingerprint inspection at the entrance of Fu'an Village, the unexpected encounter at Zhuxian College, is all this a coincidence or a plan?

Her dazed look caught the eyes of everyone, which inevitably aroused discussion.

Someone muttered: "Look at the new student Xia, he has such a weird temper."

"Yes, but this morning she was selling fried tofu at the door, and many people went to buy it."

"I heard that Mr. Mo also went to buy it. They must be familiar with each other."

"Whoever can marry someone like Mr. Mo will be truly blessed after eight lifetimes of cultivation."

"..."

Where there are women, there are often too many disputes.

Xia Qianqian didn't want to get involved with a group of girls in their early teens, so she picked up the backpack at her feet, walked out of the room, and headed in the direction Ji Zimo left.

Someone saw the direction she was going and said in panic, "Look, where did she go?"

"Look in the direction, it's the direction of Nianxianyuan."

"Nianxianyuan is a forbidden area in our college, what's wrong with her?"

"I'll stop her. Don't let the dean kick her out just after she comes to school..."

"It's too late. She's already gone in. Do you want to be kicked out too?"

Xia Qianqian walked back along the corridor. The further back she went, the fewer people there were. Unknowingly, she came to a courtyard.

When I looked up, there were three golden characters written on the lintel: "Nian Xian Yuan".

This Zhuxian Academy is very strange. Every courtyard is related to the word "immortal".

The gate of Nianxianyuan is ajar, but opens when you push it. You will see a sea of ​​blooming peach blossoms, and the elegant fragrance of flowers is floating in the air, refreshing your heart and mind.

Xia Qianqian was fascinated for a moment and walked in slowly.

The petals flying in the wind transform into flower elves, flying and jumping in the air.

This is a world of flowers, so peachy and so pink that it makes your heart beat, just like entering a fairyland.

Xia Qianqian walked forward along the path among the flowers, and before she knew it, she came to the end of the peach blossom tree.

At the foot of a hillside, there is a small grave mound alone.

In front of the tomb, there is a bluestone tablet with the words "Beloved daughter, Xia Xiantong" carved on it.

There is actually a lonely tomb hidden in Zhuxian Academy.

Xia Qianqian was surprised when footsteps suddenly started coming from behind, and then a woman's voice came from her: "Who broke into Nianxianyuan without permission?"

Xia Qianqian was frightened, turned around and was stunned.

The woman in front of her is Mo, who is in her early forties, with black hair and black eyes, a luxurious face, and a peach-pink age-reducing dress that further accentuates her extraordinary temperament.

She was originally a noble lady with a dignified face, but now her eyes widened and she yelled: "Get out!"

The two looked at each other and recognized each other.

The day before yesterday, she fell in love with a comb at the market. It was this lady who snatched the comb from her hand and paid a tael of silver.

Xia Qianqian felt slightly blessed, "Madam, I am a newly admitted student of Zhuxian College. I am sorry that I came here by mistake."

After saying that, she turned to leave, but the lady took a few steps closer, grabbed her sleeves, and stared into her eyes, "You have beautiful eyes."
Chapter completed!